I got my legs waxed for the first time today...and...it wasn't so bad! I even got a tiny adrenaline rush from the 2 foot sections of cloth ripping off my leg hair. Really. It wasn't bad. Until she got to the end.
Until she decided to get the "strays" around my ankles.
With tweezers.
I think it would have been less painful to have someone stick me randomly with needles.
All I could think was, "MOMMMMMYYY!!!!"
She was...very...thorough.
And by the time she finished plucking I felt I'd earned my right to a pedicure, so I marched my chubby little feet to that awkward massge chair that makes you feel like you are going to lose your breakfast on that nice Vietnamese lady painting your nails. Anybody???
Today is our 3 year anniversary, by the way! Erik's making plans for tonight! Can't wait to see him :)
